Next shaken steel chains were jingling like my bells (if not so musically) and I shuddered with painful anticipation, both at this and the subsequent sounds of wood and plastic and leather being smacked experimentally against open palms (and then playfully against taut female buttocks). After a while I overheard them debating the relative merits of various methods of male subjugation, and the others listening attentively as Lauren replied to their constant requests for guidance and advice. Eventually after much discussion they came to the consensus that certainly Slut-boy should first be used as his name implied, with the three novice dominatrices all but panting their eagerness to try out this ‘pegging’, this wildly exciting and outrageously entertaining new kind of inverted heterosexual
